The Ancient God Clan's ancestor seemed to sense something, casting his gaze around but finding no one.
"That aura, it seems like that bastard."
His eyes flickered with a sharp light, murmuring to himself.
Gu Yan stood beneath the ancestor of the Ancient God Clan, somewhat astonished. Had their ancestor sensed something?
He also looked in that direction, but detected nothing.
On the peak of the mountain, the old trickster's presence had long since vanished.
Qin Hao appeared in a small town and then settled there.
Having obtained the Taoist Sect's legacy, he naturally needed to cultivate diligently for some time to elevate his strength.
This small town was peaceful, with few strong individuals; the strongest was no more than at the Divine rank and not overly domineering, just guarding the town.
Many people came and went, so Qin Hao did not draw much attention.
He entered seclusion, and a month later, Qin Hao emerged.
